ABUELA: Estás llorando, querida? (are you crying, my love?)
MARIA: I just - it's Christmas. I haven't talked to mom and dad in months. I don't have anything for you and Ty. I rely on you for everything. I feel like an embarrassment. I'm a failure to my family.
ABUELA: Baby girl, no. Estas perfecta. I don't know why your mama and dad are so cold. You are kind and brave and beautiful - If you don't know how proud I am, then I'm the one who's failed you.
MARIA: Snfff. Ty, are you crying too?
TY: You're just all crying and sad and things are messed up and I don’t know what to do! I can't fix anything!
MARIA: Aw, Ty...
Not crying, just have something stuck in my eye…
*sniff*
That is family, right there. Being failures together.
*sniff*
i really needed this today. thank you.
;_;
Now I want to hug them all, too.
I’m crying tooooooooo
WAAAAAAAAAAAGH.
And this is the third time today I have started crying. So much for being macho and all that stuff.
Loooooooooooooove so so so much.